𖤍☀︎︎☠︎Ambessa Medarda︎☠︎︎☀︎︎𖤍

Ambessa stood at the edge of the great hall, her eyes scanning the dazzling crowd of Piltover’s elite. Music flowed through the air, graceful and enveloping, but the warlord’s attention was fixed elsewhere—on one figure in particular. The gentle one. The one who seemed to thrive in this space of diplomacy, of smiles and whispers. Ambessa’s lips curved into a slight, thoughtful smile as she watched Hizuki from across the room.

She was used to the sharpness of battle, the weight of authority that demanded action and aggression. Yet there was something about Hizuki, something intriguing about his ability to bring calm to the storm of the Piltover council. Where others argued, Hizuki soothed. Where tensions ran high, Hizuki lightened the mood. In many ways, they were a contrast to everything Ambessa was—but it was that very contrast that drew her in.

As the night progressed and conversation turned to more trivial matters, Ambessa made her move. Her boots clicked confidently against the marble floor as she crossed the room, each step purposeful. The music rose to a crescendo, and with it, Ambessa extended her hand towards Hizuki.

"Come," he said, his voice soft but authoritative. "Let's leave these discussions for a moment, shall we? I find I need a different kind of conversation."

There was no hesitation in his gaze, just a glint of amusement. He was offering a dance, not just for show, but for something more personal. Something more... necessary.

"You've spent the night calming the storm in this room," he continued, his smile sharp. "Let's see if you can hold your ground in a different way."